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pinescent-and-gingerbread · 1 year ago

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˖✧ The Jackpot

✦ Pairing: Arthur Morgan x Fem!Reader ✦ Summary: You join Arthur and the boys for a job on the Grand Korrigan riverboat where you act as Arthur’s lap girl. The man in question is more than excited about this decision. ✦ Warnings: Guns, mention of shooting, swearing, SMUT, oral (reader receiving), edging if you squint, unprotected p in v ✦ Words: 3,8k ✦ a/n: A big heartwarming thank you to @zae-heeyyy!! Who took the time to correct my dumb spelling and give me her thoughts on this before publishing it! Please go check her work, I swear it won't disappoint! Also: pictures are not mine! I usually try to use a pic for Arthur from my own playthrough but I'm fcking stuck on Guarma rn. Found them on Pinterest.

Dim lights are flickering all around you, making the golden ornaments of the luxurious place you're in shine like a thousand stars. You couldn't believe this gigantic reception room, gratified by a bar, a grand piano, and of course, three elegant poker tables, was actually floating on water right now, as you were on the Grand Korrigan boat, the jewel of its kind, den of the richest gentlemen in St. Denis, in search for some amusement and of course, even more money.

Trelawny and Herr Strauss had plotted a well-crafted deal that could earn a lot of money for the gang. Along with Javier disguised as one of the guards, Arthur would act as a new wealthy businessman who had just made a fortune in oil. Strauss would give him signals during his poker game, which guaranteed him to win considering Trelawny had made a friend out of the dealer.

You? You'd play his mistress, sitting on his lap during the game to make the scene look more convincing. On top of that, you had been able to hide a little gun in a hidden pocket in the underside of your dress, guaranteeing some extra protection, which wasn't a bad idea considering the Grand Korrigan was heavily armed and neither Arthur, Trelawny nor Strauss had one.

So here you were, thriving in your role, comfortably sitting on Arthur's lap, hands wrapped around his neck, both legs hanging on his left side. His arms were enveloping you, hands resting on the edge of the table as he was focusing on his cards.

Well, more like trying to focus, actually.

Maybe it was because you two had started a quite passionate relationship a few weeks ago, sneaking in each other's tent, simple kisses and whispers in the night quickly turning into something more, the both of you having cravings to fulfill.

Maybe it was because Trelawny, the damned man, had chosen a particularly suggestive dress for you to wear, comforting your play considering wives weren't allowed at the poker tables, only work girls and such, your cleavage on full display for his immoral eyes.

Maybe it was the way he could feel the round and warm flesh of your ass even through the fabric of your clothes, right where he wanted to, making his brain impossible to function properly, desperately trying to keep the hardness between his legs to stay in line.

Either way, Arthur had to make enormous efforts to focus on the job and was frankly relieved Strauss was telling him what to do; despite being a pretty good poker player, he would never have been able to win the easiest of games in this state.

Strauss told him to go all-in. He did. You smiled, you would have lied saying you weren't enjoying yourself right now. You had known far worse jobs than playing Arthur's lover. Much to your surprise, he had played a really convincing character through the night too, his usual mumbling far gone, replaced by a bright and confident speech and a cheeky grin that was making you want to kiss it even more. In fact, you wanted to take care of him just to see this cocky smirk flatter under your touch, replaced by a pleasured expression on his handsome face.

It was easy to say both of you were acting pretty good, but inside felt like two teenagers in love.

Arthur had won another hand, men were starting to leave the table, angry. It was only you both and the target now, an opulent man known as Desmond Blythe, loaded with money thanks to his hosiery business.

You pulled a cigarette out of Arthur's pocket along with a match, and you felt his breath hitch for an instant when you slipped your hand in it. Rubbing the match against the wood of the table, you lighted the cigarette casually, little flame illuminating a thin grin on your lips. You took a small drag on it to make sure the tobacco had plainly burnt, then you placed the cigarette in front of Arthur's lips, holding it for him between your index and middle finger, so that he could smoke on it while keeping both his hands on his cards.

It was downright one of the hottest things anybody had done to him and he was starting to lose it. Wrapping his lips around your offering and smoking a long drag, he allowed himself to avert his gaze from his opponent for a few seconds, planting his turquoise pupils into yours.

His eyes were half-lidded, long lashes accentuating the languorous gaze he was giving you. Your heart started racing. The power this man had on you was insane, but if only you knew what you were doing to him in return. You had a glimpse of it though, right there in the depths of his two blue diamonds, this so distinctive dark glow of him, direct window on the sinful pit of his urges.

You were sure your own eyes were mirroring it. And it got worse when, after exhaling some smoke, he quickly kissed the palm of your hand, indicating he had smoked enough, the warm sensation of his chapped lips on your skin giving you goosebumps. His eyes went back to Blythe, and you exhaled as if you had been holding your breath during the whole time you had locked eyes.

You retrieved your hand, taking a drag yourself on the cigarette after him, loving the idea of sharing it with him, of putting your lips right where he did a few seconds before, your biased brain telling you you could taste sweet remnants of him there.

Another all-in, another hand won by Arthur who couldn't stop himself from smiling this sly cocky smirk, eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Shit, shit!" Blythe shouted, hitting on the table with his fists furiously.

"I guess ma luck held... Is that you done?" Arthur asked him, his tone triumphant while bending over the table to gather his not-so-well-deserved chips. "Or, do you got somethin' else to play with?" He added more lowly, his baritone voice almost making you shiver just hearing it.

"Meaning?" Desmond questioned back, visibly frustrated. Looked like frustration was a popular feeling around this poker table tonight, about the game or other things...

Arthur had gotten up from his chair and you too, now standing by his side, partially glued to his body as he had snaked an arm around your waist while finishing to put in order his chips. He answered using the same taunting, arrogant tone as before.

"Well, I heard there was some big boys on this boat, maybe that's not you, no offense-"

"Sit your and your whore's hillbilly asses down." The rich men cut him off, voice dark and serious.

You felt Arthur's hand grip tighter on your waist. For a faint moment, you thought that his cover would collapse, considering how tense he had gotten hearing him calling you a whore. But the way he was still smiling was almost even more scary, it was a false, threatening one. The kind of smile that hides a cold anger, boiling silently inside.

"Why?" Arthur simply answered, tone brilliantly contained considering the way his muscles were flexing on their own under his fancy suit.

"I got a watch... An expensive one, swiss... a Reutlinger no less. It's in the safe, upstairs. It's worth more than you."

You forced yourself not to cross eyes with Arthur. Your target. He had just confirmed what you were all here for. Perfect, just a bit more of this whole play and Arthur would be able to access the strongbox.

"Okay, I trust ya." Arthur consented while sitting back on his chair, placing you with his two big hands back at your place, on his lap. You were definitely loving this job. You'd have to thank Trelawny for it, someday.

The rest of the game passed just like before, your outlaw ultimately winning once more thanks to your colleague's little trick. Desmond was furious, and you obtained your goal.

Arthur happily got up once again, gently helping you stand, one of his hands naturally resting on your shoulder. Before following the gentleman who was supposed to bring him to the safe, he bent over to you, head brushing against yours, his stubble and hairs tickling your cheeks. He whispered in your ear, voice deep and hoarse, this one voice that was always making your head turn.

"When we're finished here, I'm gonna take care of ya, darlin'."

You sighed, cracking up a sly smirk, your cheeks turning a bit red. These simple words were enough to make the heat between your thighs make itself known; crying out for attention. Being so close like this was allowing you to breathe in his scent, its combination on top of his breath on your ear was a dangerous mix for your sanity. You took the opportunity of having his skin so close to your lips to place a small kiss on his neck, right below his own ear.

Arthur smiled at you, his bright blue eyes sparkling as he took a last look at you before walking off. You sighed softly again, already missing his presence. The wait for some time alone was only making your own needs grow.

You were only hoping the job would end up smoothly.

Of course, it didn't.

Desmond, sore loser, had accused Arthur of cheating. That and the fact that the guard Javier had knocked off to steal his clothes had appeared out of nowhere yelling to shoot him had set things on fire on the Grand Korrigan, the boat now witness to a heated shooting the Van Der Linde Gang was known for.

You had instantly pulled out your hidden gun and helped Arthur clean up the place thanks to Javier who had thrown him a rifle. The night had ended with your incongruous team jumping straight in the water, swimming back to the shore, a quite odd and armed to the teeth fish shoal. At least, everyone was alive, and you even had obtained a pretty decent amount of money, not even mentioning the watch Strauss had authenticated as a real Reutlinger. Arthur had quickly taken back the precious object from his greedy hands, "well give it back then", which made you laugh to yourself.

True to himself, your cowboy had instructed everyone to separate and get out of the shore, as always after a job. You were all quite a sight, soaked to the bones. As you were greeting everyone a good night, Arthur silently walked to you and grabbed your hand. Even with the water you both had leaking from your clothes to your skin, you could feel how warm his hand was, contrasting yours which was completely freezing cold from having swam in the icy waters. You wondered if this man was even human.

"But you, Miss, are comin' with me." He playfully informed you, not leaving you any choice.

It was not as if you wanted to go anywhere else anyway.

"Really now? What d'ya have in mind, cowboy?" You asked him with an equally mischievous tone on your own, your eye glued to the way his hair looked completely soaked, subtle rivulets sliding all the way from it to his neck.

"Maybe we could pay ourselves a well-deserved night in town..." He proposed, voice turning more and more into a low growl as he was letting his desires take the lead on his reason.

"I would love that." You simply agreed, before getting closer to him, tilting your head up to bring your lips to his. He gladly let you, one hand still holding yours, the other gently landing on the side of your face.

The walk to the La Bastille Saloon was supposed to be a short one, but you both looked like you couldn't wait to be there before teasing each other. You would sometimes stop walking to just attack his neck, lips merciless as you sucked and kissed him there. Your taunting acts were often met with his equally heated answer, one of his palms ending on your ass, or your thighs, your wet clothes transparent and glued to your curves not helping him to keep his touch away from these places of your body. Arthur's breath sharpened as he called you his lil minx, and no, darlin’, we can't just do it on the streets.

Finally, after having shocked the barman by arriving at such late hours in completely soaked clothes, which honestly just made the both of you laugh mischievously, you reached your love nest for the night.

And what a nest! Silk sheets, canopy bed, sumptuous decor glistening with the dim lights of the chandeliers. Even the floor looked comfortable, carpeted with some fancy patterns, matching the couch and bed's color. Red, just like passion, just like lust. Red, like the color of your cheeks right now as Arthur had closed the door and was already on his knees, placing you on the edge of the mattress. Red, just like what Arthur was seeing right now, hungry hands pulling your dress up, positioning himself between your thighs.

You looked down at him, his darkened eyes looking at you. You noticed he had ripped off his fancy tie, needing to breathe properly, the heat between you both already making him suffocate. In those moments, his beautiful pupils were always shining with a more murky color, his usual sky blue turning into a more cobalt one. They were staring intensely into yours, expression questioning. A silent demand. You nodded positively, quietly answering. Dooming yourself.

The moment you did, he buried his head between your legs, left hand resting on your hip, holding you gently. His lips started kissing softly on the fabric of your undergarments. His other hand quickly came, helping him in his task by pulling it to the side, granting him access.

The moment his lips met your folds, you let out a moan, unable to resist the feeling he was giving you. He was loving it, his ears getting redder as he was more and more aroused himself. He was so big between your thighs, his shoulders were spreading them almost completely open.

He licked in a long, slow movement all the way to the top of your pussy, making you sigh in pleasure already, hips jerking against his head, begging for more.

"Easy, girl... I've got ya." He soothed you hoarsely, left hand holding you more firmly to prevent you from crushing him totally. Nevertheless, he took your eagerness into account; he couldn't deny you anything. Not when it came to sex. Not when you were so beautiful in this ostentatious dress. Not when he had grown more and more found of you, even if he was refusing to admit it to himself completely for now.

He brought his lips on the top of your core, tongue gently circling around this so special knot of nerves, his stubble scratching pleasantly against your skin, bringing you even more sensations.

It was already so good, Arthur's mouth showing you no pity, licking, sucking, kissing, as if you were becoming the only food he could ever feast on, the only oxygen he could breathe with. The sight of his broken nose buried beneath your skin, as if he was searching to go even deeper within you was almost too much for you to handle. Your hands that were gripping the sheets had now found the top of his head, spurring him to continue, please please please, Arthur, more, or you could have died right here on the fancy bed of the La Bastille Saloon.

Arthur's tongue answered your begging call, lapping your sensitive spot faster, harder. How the Hell was that man so good at pleasuring a woman? That, sinful, dirty man, just like the sounds you were letting out right now.

Your vision started to blur, the back of your head sinking onto the mattress, your back arching deliciously, and you were going to let him know just how close you were until he stopped all of a sudden.

"A-Arthur!" You protested, head snapping back at him, eyes pleading, tone both offended and needy as his name had sounded more like a whine when it had felt from your mouth.

He smiled cockily at you from where he was, his mouth looking wet with your arousal. He loved it, he loved being responsible for it.

"I'm here, girl... I jus' need ya too much right now. Lemme just..."

His voice was now a low rumble, coming from the depth of his chest. You watched as he quickly ripped off his clothes with little care for them. Trelawny would have shouted at how he was treating one of the most expensive suits he had ever brought.

But he didn't care about the suit. And neither do you, as your eyes were devouring every inch of his flesh that was appearing under them. The sight of a completely naked Arthur always had the same effect on you, no matter how many times you already had seen it.

His muscular body looked like it had been carved by Angels. No, more likely by an angry, dark God, who would have sculpted him from a hard and brutal material, his many scars and blurs a remnant of it. You could almost picture his tools molding your lover's broad chest and shoulders with sharp, furious hammer blows. His powerful arms and legs had received the same treatment, as if the deity wanted to pass on all of his brutal force into his creation. And his cock was definitely no exception to it.

And yet, this massive force of nature was blushing under your gaze. He couldn't have resisted the hurtful sensation of emptiness around his shaft, one of his hands now giving himself a few strokes to try and relieve some of it. His eyes closed in a frown for a few seconds, your pussy burned at this unholy scenery he was offering you.

You were in such a state of need it was almost depraved. You quickly got rid of your own clothes, tossing them somewhere on the floor of the room, needing to share this intimacy with him, to feel his skin against yours.

"Oh, please... Arthur, jus' take me..." You asked yourself before he could probe your adequation. You knew him well now, you already knew the next words he was going to speak would be another demand to make sure you truly wanted this.

He seemed to enjoy how you had forecasted it, his eyes opening again to look at you, his cock hardening even more, precum slowly leaking from its top, wasting all the efforts he had done to relieve it a bit.

"If that's what you want darlin'... I'm your man." He answered in a growl, climbing next to you on the bed.

You weren't sure why but his last words had made your heart swell in your chest. You were sure, deep down inside of you, that he meant it in another way. He really had become yours, and you, his. Lost in your thoughts, you let him handle you gently, placing you on your belly against the silk sheets, lying himself on top of you, legs between yours.

You slightly moved your rear up against his erection, earning a grunt of pleasure from him. Saying he had loved it was an understatement; he had been thinking about doing this with you since you had sat on him on the riverboat.

Using his right hand, he placed his cock against your entrance, and finally started pushing, your pussy already ready for him thanks to his ministrations, your mouth mewling at the sensation. Your perfect, hot walls were finally enveloping him, and he tried his best not to come just from that intense feeling alone.

He was so big and tall behind you, his head could reach yours and he buried it onto the crook of your neck, his hair still wet offering you a cold feel, contrasting with his whole hot chest pressed on your back, making you feel as if a literal inferno was burning it. He slowly started to pull back, only to shove himself in you again, starting a slow but intense back and forth.

"God, damn it... 'Feel so good girl..." He mumbled against your skin, his arms encircling you from both sides, caging you under his tall figure.

You sighed at his praise, wanting to answer something to compliment him back, but he snapped his hips just at the same time, making you shut your eyes close, and moan louder than before. Your voice was starting to crack under the amount of pleasure he was bringing to you, hard shaft brushing this deep spot within your core every time his hips moved, hitting just right where you needed him to.

He had noticed, and it was only making him lose his mind even more, unable to keep his pace slow, letting his body unleashed. He had waited this whole night to bury himself in you, listened to this moron calling you names without having the right to punch his goddamn idiotic face. He couldn't hold anything back anymore.

He started thrusting more frantically, pistoning his cock in and out of you so fast and hard he was now fucking you onto the bed. His right hand grabbed a fistful of your ass, the feeling of it colliding with his pelvis with every thrust making him insane, the other one next to your left shoulder, preventing him from crushing you completely.

You could feel it, the familiar feeling, the divine relief, building more and more thanks to him, the pace increasing your pleasure. Feeling how impossibly hard his sex had gotten in your cunt, you knew he was close too. This simple fact was the last push to your deliverance.

"A-Arthur! God, yes!" You screamed, unable to form any coherent thoughts, existing simply for this, for this moment with him, naked on the bed of this saloon. Just you and him.

"Oh, darlin’, shit!" Your orgasm had made your walls clench even more around his dick, exploding his limit. He quickly removed himself from you, and finished at the last second on your back and ass, his burning release painting your skin in flaming spurts. His very own sinful art piece.

The room felt silent again. The air stifling from your lovemaking, the only sounds being heard were your sharp, quickened breaths. Arthur took a few seconds to collect himself, feeling better and so satisfied, almost euphoric. Turning your head to the side, you took a glimpse of your lover's gorgeous state. Hair messy, cheeks and ears crimson, sweat dripping everywhere on his skin, chest rising and falling in big, profound exhales.

He then grabbed a piece of fabric from one of the wardrobes to gently wipe off his seed from you, and tossed it away, wanting nothing more but to rest against you now. A perfect contrast, from an agitated, stormy sea to a quiet, secret cove. As if you were the only one who could see him like this, vulnerable, loving even.

You watched him lay by your side on his back, your head still feeling dizzy, slowly coming back from a world of fantasies. You snuggled against him, resting your head on his chest, and he wrapped his arms around you, feeling spent but so, so happy. And you felt the same. Still naked, skin against skin, heart beating together, just the two of you.

Tonight had been quite something, and despite having won a few thousand dollars, it was definitely not money that was making Arthur feel like he had hit the jackpot.

#rdr2 #arthur morgan #arthur morgan x reader #arthur morgan x female reader #arthur morgan x you #pinefic #red dead redemption #arthur morgan smut #red dead redemption 2 #red dead fanfic #rdr2 fanfic #rdr2 smut #arthur morgan fanfiction #arthur morgan fic

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luvclerc · 2 years ago

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how bout a charles leclerc x kpop idol reader? where charles and the reader have been dating even before they became famous. theyve been soft-launching each other for years and years, and the fans are trying to figure it out.

ps: i imagine jennie kim as the face claim (i love her sm)

gf reveal please

summary: when fans are manifesting a relationship they don’t know already exists

pairing: charles leclerc & reader

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youruser happiest girl in the worlddd

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rubylove to the person that sends her blue flowers every year for her birthday, thank you <3

heartyn the way she’s always getting the same flowers every year 😭

petrolh lewis what are u doing here 👀

pink1 pretty sure they did a campaign together recently so nothing juicy from them

rosiesyn i just want to know who’s been gifting her flowers every year

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charles_leclerc from the camera roll 📸

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lecler16 ahhh not charles in his soft launch the flowers again???!-

scuder1a going to pretend i didn’t see the last slide 🫶🏻

pierregasly 😁

amorcl ???

lestapa33n what does this mean

pinkari i want to say something but i don’t want to get ratioed on here too

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youruser uk recap (ps. wasn’t exactly the results we wanted but still had a good time!)

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pinkscuderia HELLO YN WAS AT SILVERSTONE AND THERE WAS NO PICTURES OF HER AT THE PADDOCK??!/!/

ynnniviee we were robbed of yn content at the race

char_les PLEASE TELL ME WE HAVE SOME CONTENT OF YN WITH THE DRIVERS scuderiaferrari

scuderiaferrari 🤭

sainzchar DOES THAT MEAN YESS???

scuderiaferrari see you again next race?

pinkari CHARLES IN THE LIKES??? ONE STEP CLOSER TO MY SHIP SAILING

lechairs but charles already has a gf…

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charles_leclerc 9th. not the results we were expecting but thank you for the continuous support. next stop break.

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itsleclerc silverstone + strategist screwed over charles this weekend but the man still has the mood to soft launch..

clmcquen shout to to charles gf for helping him through this tough time

lechairrie one day ferrari will stop fcking up charles

ynmon would have been great if yn got to celebrate a win with ferrari :(

youruser forever proud! comment has been deleted

sainzchair ENOUGH with posting the back of her head gf reveal pls

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charles_leclerc always nice to spend the holidays with family ❤️

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itslec1erc it’s been 5 holidays gf reveal when 🥹

scuderiaferrari lovely family ❤️

carlossainz55 this a big ass tree

landonorris psa! charles gf makes more money than him

charles_leclerc as she should :)

alex_albon when i borrowed $200 from her and she didn’t ask for it back 💃🏻

ynlnlover is anymore here from yn recent post?!

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youruser happy holidays everyone!

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ariyn the dress... the tree... the private jet

sharleclerc waittt is this the girl from charles recent post???

landonorris oop the dots are connecting

georgerussell63 did you get me a christmas gift this year??

youruser uM haha

ynhearrt NOO MOTHER FIRST DATING RUMOR 💔

plsyn f1 driver x kpop idol is the weirdest crossover i’m sorry???

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charles_leclerc took her on a trip for our fifth anniversary ❤️

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pierregasly damn i wanted to be the one who did the reveal 💔

youruser ilyy 💞

carlossainz55 does this mean i can finally post my pictures 😭

sharlcare STOP THIS IS SO UNEXPECTED

ynmomm THE VISUALS WNSNDNSNW

scuderiaferrari parents 🫶🏻

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youruser me and my man <3

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pinkari EVERY TONGUE THAT RISES AGAINST ME SHALL FALL

leschairs it was you and me against the world :(

charles_leclerc yn only agreed to hard launch cause she didn’t want pierre to reveal it himself 😞

pierregasly you never want to see me win :/

landonorris adopt me 🫶🏻

ynfan THE PRETTIEST COUPLE

charlyn don’t know who i want more, yn or charles 😭

carlossainz55 don’t forget about me 🥹

#charles leclerc au #charles leclerc #formula 1 imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc smau #formula one smau #f1 instagram au #formula 1 x reader #f1 imagine

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ganglandgrrl · 2 months ago

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~Banter nights with bonten ❤︎~ #3

Location: Sketchy Alley Behind a Warehouse – 2:13 a.m.

The mission was messy, but the money’s in the bag. Literally. Bonten’s blacked-out SUV idles at the end of the alley, steam rising off the hood under the dim streetlight.

Takeomi’s in the driver’s seat, cigarette in his mouth, sunglasses on despite it being the middle of the damn night.

Ran’s shotgun legs stretched out on the dash.

Rindou and Kokonoi are in the back, already relaxing.

Mochi’s leaning against the open trunk, cleaning off his knuckles.

Rindou: (Yawning) “Where the hell is Sanzu? He said he’ be two seconds.”

Ran: (Checking his watch, unfazed) “Knowing him, he’s either talking to a corpse or peeing on a wall.”

Suddenly—

Sanzu (from deep in the alley):

“OH MY F*CKING GOD—HELP!!”

Everyone freezes.

Then he appears.

Sprinting. Full-speed. Looking like death itself is on his heels.

And right behind him? A MASSIVE. BEAST.

Like… one of those clifford-built junkyard dogs. 130+ pounds of teeth, fury, and street trauma.

Rindou: (Leaning forward) “Is that a f*cking WOLF?”

Kokonoi: (Eyes wide) “Bro that’s not a dog—that’s a small HORSE.”

Mochi: (Laughing) “THAT THING IS GAINING ON HIM!”

Sanzu: (Sprinting like his life depends on it—which it does) “TAKEOMI!! OPEN THE F*CKING DOOR!!!”

Takeomi: (Smirking, throws the SUV in drive and inches forward) “Oops. Slipped.”

Sanzu: “YOU FCKING DILAPIDATED EX-MAFIA PIECE OF SHT—OPEN THE DOOR!!!”

Ran: (Folding over from laughter) “Yo, that dog is chasing him like it has a vendetta!”

Kokonoi: (Phone out, already recording) “This is going on the Bonten Christmas card.”

Sanzu: (Still running, waving arms wildly) “I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING, TAKEOMI—IF THAT DOG BITES ME, I’M BURNING YOUR F*CKING BED.”

Takeomi: (Laughing now) “Better run, Pretty Boy! That dog got thighs!”

The beast lunges—

Sanzu dives, literally flying into the SUV like he’s sliding into home base.

Mochi SLAMS the door shut just in time.

The dog slams into it with a THUD, barking so loud the windows shake.

Sanzu: (Hair a mess, breathing like he just ran a marathon in hell) “Y’ALL ARE DEAD TO ME.”

Ran: (Face red from laughing) “You were running like a GTA character getting chased by five stars.”

Rindou: “You looked like Scooby-Doo in a haunted mansion.”

Kokonoi: (Still filming) “Zoom in on his face. Pure terror.”

Mochi: “That dog wanted you more than half the women you flirt with.”

Takeomi: (Grinning) “You sure you ain’t owe that dog money?”

Sanzu: (Pointing at everyone, pure rage) “Every single one of you is getting poison in your f*cking coffee tomorrow.”

Everyone bursts into another round of laughter as Sanzu slumps into his seat, defeated, panting, and swearing eternal vengeance.

Poor Sanzu 💀

#foryou #tokyo revengers #for you #ran haitani #rindou haitani #haitani brothers #japan #bonten #sanzu haruchiyo #this shits so funny #lmaooo

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chinesebarbie · 2 years ago

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I used to never spend money AT ALLLLLL and I’d just have it to loan to my parents when they needed it so I used to always have a consistent amount of money so I didn’t worry about a job too much but now I’m spending a lot of it on gifts and going out more and stuff so now I feel like I’m in poverty (I didn’t spend THAT much money but yeah it’s still way less and I cry myself to sleep about where all my money went) so this is like the first time I’m actually considering getting a job but I’m so tired from school now idk how that’s going to happen… and I hate being perceived by people… and I haven’t had a job like… ever not even baby sitting or lawn mowing bc I was so sheltered and privileged and I hated people even more than I do now… but I think I should atleast start getting some job experience because what if I’m suddenly 25 and my resume is literally a blank stained sheet of toilet paper,,,, embarrassing

When I wanted to kms Atleast I had a focus for my life like wtf am I doing now

#also I want money now for kpop albums and beauty / hygiene products I always feel guilty about buying these things bc I feel like I’m spend-#ing my parents money on them even though it’s MY MONEY but my finances have been used by them so much I feel like a human savings account #so I’d like for once 2b able to buy things and not feel guilty about it because it would actually feel like my money #I’m always so conscious about my parents money because I remember when my mom was literally in the hospital providing for us and we’d always #have to worry about bills and the irs and our literally falling apart house so that just scared me so much from spending money #and also when I was in elementary school my parents got mad at me giving A LITERAL DOLLAR to another kid for the book fair and that confused #me so much like ISNT SHARING SUPPOSED TO BE CARING WHY ARE YALL MAD AT ME FOR BEING GENEROUS #idek what I’d do as a job though I’d love to clean ppls houses (weird idk but I just love cleaning for some reason hashtag tradwife) but it #would feel so weird cleaning for random people but that would just be something I’d have to get over #also I wouldn’t want to steal employment from the housekeepers that actually desperately need money and not just a middle class teenager #needing pocket change #I’d also like to start up digital art commissions but 1st I haven’t had an art social media pressence in YEARSSS #2 I’m really not that good and there’s so many better artists offering their stuff and #3 literally where would I go… like fcking deviantart or somewhere I’m so lost I haven’t kept up with the digital art world since middle #school - I’ll probably just have to google shoot my shot and hope for the best and take whatever I get I won’t be doing furry inflation tho #I have some pride #I think finally getting a job would be kinda fun though but I already have so little time in the day to do stuff like homework literally-#takes the entire day already and I’m not even doing huge essays or something yet #and also again I hate interacting with people usually and dealing with ppl in school is already stressful enough now I have to deal with-#random jaded adults getting minimum wage like eugh #I’m privileged enough not to need a job or to have parents that force me to get one and also becoming of the age to start work during the -#pandemic so obviously my parents weren’t forcing me then to work the second I became old enough #also I have some disability issues I’m going through that has scared me from starting work bc idk how I’d be accomidated for a lot of jobs #sorry for the brain vomit omg why did I write so many tags… this is literally longer than what my job applications would be #enough about selfish me when did you start getting jobs? how did you start and did your parents force you to start working as soon as you -#became a teenager?

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unwashed-laundry · 2 months ago

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Boo! ─★

You know what would be a real fun idea? ₍ᐢ._.ᐢ₎♡

It’s sounds stupid now that I’m typing it

𝜗𝜚 Honest review of Desmond couples would survive these reality TV shows

How this will work is that I will first describe the show and its premise, picks a couple and write a review on if they’ll survive. My review will be long so this will mostly likely become a secondary series for me. (๑'ᵕ'๑)⸝*

I fear I can do only one couple for one part

Also you can ask for other reality tv shows or movies that I can do! This just seems fun

Love is blind:

"Love Is Blind" is a reality dating show where singles meet and connect emotionally without seeing each other. Participants engage in conversations in separate pods, forming bonds based on personality and emotional connection rather than physical appearance. After a series of discussions, if a strong connection is established, one person can propose marriage. The couples then meet for the first time and navigate the challenges of building a relationship in the real world, exploring issues like chemistry, compatibility, and with the goal of getting married by the end of the season.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‎‎‎The peaceful couple:

| The couple that simply keeps to themselves and has been recorded to have the least drama from the entire season and cast, despite them being vanilla as hell, they usually get stumped over small and practical situtations the real world

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWarren x Cupcake

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIn the pods

꒰ა Warren, 24 (looks 38 ugly ass), a construction technican (brokie), joined Love is Blind after being pushed to join by most of his friends, wasn't looking for much long term and excepted a short fling after the show (bop)

꒰ა Cupcake, 25, recently graduated from her Chemistry major (with MASTERS mind you), just got accepted for a Chemist program out of the country (she get money her body tea), joined Love is Blind to take a leap of faith, after surronding her life with college, she wanted to see what was out there (she stay getting money tho dont play).

꒰ა When they first meet in the pods, they bond over the political stress of the world since Cupcakes is quick to mention her masters and her plans with it. Mainly attracted to one another active listening skill from their first dates, Warren and Cupcake were able to open about one another backgrounds yet weren't close enough to share their traumas, causing distance.

ʚ While in the pods, Warren did speak with Queen Ascendant and VP, considering they the type of women he would attempt to flirt with in the past, he immedaity latched on to them before talking to Cupcake (fcking slut and they tell me to close my legs) ɞ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Moving in together

꒰ა When they first met face-to-face, Cupcake felt attracted to Warren and the chemistry was alright, Warren now seeing her for the first time felt their bond growing closer. In confessional, they speak of each other kindly, Cupcake does hold some worry for him in her confessional.

꒰ა Cupcakes job doesn't pose any threat to their relationship, in all honesty, it strengthens it. Warren is constantly trying to help her with paperwork and even learned a small formula or two, in the procress.

꒰ა They stay relativly quiet during the season, they lack the bickering that majority if not the rest of the couples face constantly.

꒰ა Later on, the discussion of mainly the travel of Cupcakes career and where they’ll move in the future, they seem to struggle with how long distance may work for them, since Warren doesn’t work remote.

Marriage?

꒰ა On the final days to the wedding, Warren finally finds the courage to reveal off camera of his family life, majorly confusing the situation of their marriage

꒰ა This news strains their relationship immensely and by the time their at the altar, their probability is 86% (Ok it’s not that bad…)

꒰ა IF they say no; Cupcake reasoning would probably be that logically her job would interfere with their relationship and Warren keeping secrets from her without openly communicating.

꒰ა If they say yes; happily ever after!

At the reunion:

꒰ა They’ll be that couple that is just happy, they’ll have a whole ass montage of how life’s been going, Warren got a new job so he’ll work remote, so he can travel WITH her

꒰ა They have good relations with all the cast members especially Warren, Castin, and Rhett. They probably all go fishing on random occasions.

I had tons of trouble of how to format this and literally everything

ideas sounds nicer in my head but goe forbid I do that shit

So consider this a pilot to the idea GIVE ME SUGGESTIONS PLEASE OLEASE PLEASE

like I need ideas for other shows or movies and just everything! Much appreciated if you do

Credits:

@dollywons

@anitalenia

So this is dishes 4 months later:

im tired and i forgot to post this so forgive me </3 but im watching like my favorite 2000's shows for free time now so im DOING smth...!

also dont mmind my grammar i didnt check im posting this late

anyways bye honeys!

#desmond asmr #doing my laundry #yapping #writing #washing laundry #fanfic #tired writer

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drdemonprince · 1 year ago

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the housing crisis in the small city i live in is getting worse. my friends are moving but i need to be here a bit longer still. so i’m looking for a new apartment for me and my cat and i’m frustrated on top of being frustrated bc my brain wont let me lie to landlords and property managers.

nowhere i can afford allows pets. they want SO much fcking money, plus all utilities, plus deposits higher than the rent—and i still can’t have a small animal. i do not respect the concept or practice of landlord-ing but i keep getting this block around lying and terror about being caught. (also, my cat is not a chill silent baby all the time- he’s a big talkative fellow with shit to say sometimes, so being like *blink blink* “umm no cat here” while he breeoowwws in the background sounds really brazen to me).

i think this could be a very small gesture towards being ungovernable but it feels really big and somewhat impossible at the moment. any words of advice for moments like these?

Dog you can totally lie about not having pets and get away with it. If your landlord doesn't live in your building/if it's a big management company you are ESPECIALLY likely to be able to get away with it, because any maintenance person that gets sent to your unit to perform repairs won't have any access to the office files that list whether you are paying pet rent, and the person who processes new leases isn't the same person who processes rent checks ANYWAY, so there's like three layers of people not giving a shit and not looking into records they don't even have access to in the first place to protect you.

When I got my chinchilla, I carried him and his giant cage, food, and a huge pillow case sized bag of hay into the lobby of my building and walked it all right past the manager's office in broad daylight and nobody said a thing. At my next apartment, i also lied. At my third apartment after that, I also lied. At my current apartment I just didn't volunteer the information and they never asked. My chinchila litterally tears up the WALLS with his teeth and runs on a giant wheel made out of an industrial-sized cake pan that is advertised as "just as quiet as a small washing machine." He bangs around in that thang every NIGHT for hours and no neighbor has ever even complained about it. if it were a big dog barking all the time and being badly behaved, that would be one thing. but a cat meowing is like. nothing.

You can do this homie. For your sake in housing, in employment, and in interactions with our evil government you gotta work on your ability to lie. and this is a fabulous place to start. bost building managers that are showing apartments don't give a shit about you and are exhausted and annoyed all the time -- asking if you have pets is a quite throwaway question, not some CIA grilling where they're putting their high empathy lie detector skills on you.

they ask you if you have a pet, imagine that they are asking you whether your pet is going to be a problem. say no. collect the keys on moving day and bring the cat in, in a carrier, with all the other junk you're hauling and act completely bored and tired. you can get away with a LOT acting bored and blase and tired. unless your landlord lives with you, it won't even be an issue.

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arenabreadandbiscuits · 9 months ago

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Gosh I HATE X.

Rant below about small artists and not getting much of a chance to actually grow in social media.

Not only do they not tell me what the problem is when the report something so I can't fix it but I get on or try to get on and apparently I can't? My account was deleted? It won't log me in on my art one??? I'm annoyed by it.. I can only be glad I have a following here on Tumblr and Tumblr helps push certain things out compared to X.

I'm honestly mad because I was using X as another way to reach out to people who want commissions but also for fandom interactions. I'm also mad because like I've said for like the hundredth time, you can literally find people fcking on X and their videos and things get to stay up but I draw FanArt and write stories and MINE gets taken down??? Smh especially as someone doing commissions because my mom is in the hospital rn and I genuinely need the funds for a while..

I'm working on one commission right now. I'll take three right now for cheap prices because I understand people don't find value in art all the time but I'll have to bring prices up or either continuously work for the cheaper ones and save up.

Actually let me ask this now.

Some this picture contains four characters, a window with extra background, objects and background, and various expressions and poses. The time on it hit 13 hours on ibis. In my mind of course I want money to help my situations.

With this picture as an example I count people and characters as $10 each, little accessories and such are $1 each and there's at least 12 in here up front from the beer cans to the dresser. The picture took 13 hours so $40 × 13 equals $520. It took me at least a week to get this piece done. Considering the hospital issues, the at home issues, pet situations, food issues, and little transportation I have when I need something important done I think for pieces like this the price is fair.

Idk, people who commission others can you tell me what you think? I'm down to do cheap prices too it just depends of what's being asked like the current commission I'm doing which is this one:

Is $30 dollars for the commissioner considering they just want the lineart which I'm more than happy to do. If anyone knows any discord groups or websites that give artist commissions please let me know. I just can't believe X rn... Also matter of fact this was the wip I posted before my account was taken down... Doesn't like like anything against Twitter guidelines to me but fck us small artists that NEED exposure I guess.

How I'm pricing after finishing this commission and two others perhaps because I literally can't afford to not price it like I'm thinking of doing.

So:

$10 dollars per person/character

$1 for each background object/accessories - cups, glasses, trash cans, ash trays, etc etc

And after all that is set I'll multiply those numbers by the amount of hours I finish which is where the majority of the money goes and after that's it, I get paid and you get your piece. (Of course check ins are allowed and changes as long as changes art completely different from their original idea. I'm always okay drawing at least three sketches for customers to pick from if they don't like the first sketch.)

I've made a post already on my current visit at the hospital for my mom. She majorly deals with everything in the home so her being sick will mean we'll need extra funds. I don't work right now because I myself got sick last year with GBS and I'm still healing, not just that but there's only one car for the household which is my mom's so with everything happening I couldn't possibly get a job now. My grandma has dementia and there's three other people in the house though two of them hardly do much to keep bills paid. It's just a lot and really anything would help us right now. So to any commissioners if you are commissioning me whether it's little or big I very much appreciate you with all my heart.

And even if you can't commission reblogging and liking is just fine as well since it helps boost posts.

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jackieandwilsonbyhozier · 5 months ago

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hi hello is anyone out there ? i need real life adult advice or maybe i just need ppl to pretend to listen to me so would anyone mind pretending for a moment. ok thank u

ill make it quick for the poll but put my actual thoughts under a readmore bc i have a lot to say sry....anyway vote in the poll reply reblog send me asks whatever just somebody help me for the love of god.

basically i hate my job and its killing my soul but im making pretty good money ($20/hour) but now they want to promote me to a manager which will kill my soul even more, but ill be making $27/hour. i kind of just want to quit but now theres that, plus if i stay for 2.5 more years i can sell my company stocks and get another big bonus. but again its fucking killing me working here

so i have been at my retail job for 2.5 years im a department manager and im very comfortable and confident in my position also im making $20 an hour which is great. i just got like a semi promotion i guess so now on days when they dont have a manager to close (usually 2 days a week) im the manager on duty and those days i make $22 an hour

however now they rly want to promote me to a manager full time. like the store manager and assistant manager r both telling me how great i would be and even the fcking district manager apparently agrees and wants me. i would be making ! $27 ! an hour which tbh is the only thing actually tempting me

i honestly kind of hate being a manager. i mean i like working with like the product and planning and paperwork and that stuff im confident in that but i hate hate hate actually having to manage PEOPLE. coworkers AND customers. im an extremely sensitive timid pushover-y person i just am and that is where i face the most difficulty. angry customers make me panic and i cant make myself be assertive enough for any of my coworkers to listen to anything i say

and most of all i hate the like manager culture/attitude. if uve worked in retail or probably anywhere else maybe ull know what i mean. like laughing at ur workers bc they asked for accommodations, making fun of them bc theyre all stupid and useless, chasing homeless ppl out of the store and shouting insults at them, basically just being a bully bc u know u can cuz ur in charge. and i rly rly dont want to participate in that and wont but then the other managers wont respect me lol

and actually bottom line is im sick to death of retail. this job is already draining me and if i become a manager im afraid itll be worse. obviously customers kill me and i would be happy if the rest of my life i never had to serve another customer. but even besides them. it takes me over an hour to bus to work and that wasted time adds up. i kind of put my all into work so when i get home i dont have the energy to do literally anything else. i dont know how to have a work/life balance i only know how to work. im a little bit living in filth it feels like bc i cant make myself do chores or take care of myself it feels like my life is just work, and then being at home waiting to have to go back to work

i havent gotten new piercings or tattoos in a couple years, and i havent cut or dyed my hair in over a year, its back to plain brown which i havent seen since i was like 17. its kind of killing my spirit not to be dramatic but thats the truth. art and creativity are the most important things to me and i feel like im losing myself bc i dont have the energy to keep up with stuff like that anymore the stuff i rly care about like my self expression, i feel like im killing myself in order to turn myself into a normie ass-kissing servant. i dont even draw anymore i dont do shit. im honestly kind of depressed as fuck. i mean i also havent been on my meds for over a year now which im sure isnt helping

but.........if i keep this up i could be making $27 an hour :-) the position is more than just being handed to me theyre practically begging me to take it. also another thing about my job is that u somehow accumulate/earn (?) stocks in the company, and after uve been here for 5 years u can sell them. but only if uve been working for 5 years. if u leave before that u lose them all. so if i stay another 2.5 years ill get another big bonus when i leave. but the thought of staying here that long kind of makes me wanna die😭

because thats the thing too and my final point, i honestly dont need the money. im 100% fine financially where i am rn. i have enough that i can pay my bills and put a lot in savings and buy my fun treats and whatever and i literally never ever worry about money this is the most money ive had in my life ive saved up quite a bit too. even if i just quit my job rn i would be good for like at least six months probably more. but i rly love being in this position financially lol. like im literally just like i love money yes i want more money thats the only thing making me want to stay

so i guess after typing all that out i can confidently say i dont like this job at all i just love money. im earning a lot already but i could be earning even more if i take the promotion but i AM losing my mind and kind of dont even want to work here at all anymore. i honestly dont know whats worth it i know all work is soul sucking and miserable so like should i just be grateful for what i have?? and what im being offered??

what i rly actually want to do is become a tattoo artist. i think i would be a lot happier and freer but my income would be a lot more uncertain as well which im very scared of like idk i havent been like tight on money and struggling in so long i dont want to give it up like ive been running like this so long idk how to stop. i rly dont know what to do

#shelby.txt #polls #poll

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pixiestein · 2 years ago

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a lil mouscedes design bc i’ve started actually getting comfortable with digital art recently & my fcking apple pencil stopped working so i can’t do anything until they replace it 🙃 anyway ever since i heard mouscedes is coming to g3 i’ve been wondering about her design bc girl her g1 design was Atrocious im sorry but the colours, the patterns, the way she describes her style as “totally upper beast side!” and yet it’s never shown in what she wears? girlie just wears a cheese shirt & some ballet rat trap heels? where is her rich girl old money new york um excuse me this drink is wrong can i speak to the manager swag?? they fr did not capture the rich girl vibes which is disappointing bc while it’s definitely not my thing, i do love exploring different styles & aesthetics and the Classic Rich Girl aesthetic is something we haven’t rlly seen from them! so i’m curious what they’re gonna do w her for g3, cautiously optimistic bc i don’t think it can be worse than her previous design, buuut still worried they aren’t gonna do her justice. if they don’t heavily feature yellow in her colour palette im gonna sue fr give yellow a chance i swear it’s not a bad colour!!!! anyway. look up what a real life rat king is if u wanna see something weird & gross but that’s what she’s based on, just a fucked up amalgamation of rat bods stuck together & slowly dying. ik some people have said that she should’ve been in eah bc the rat king is a character in the nutcracker, but i mean, it is quite monstrous. like if u saw one in real life would you not think there was something monstrous & supernatural going on? so i gave her like ten tails bc i want her to look kinda weird to be clear that she is actually a monster. her hairstyle was very much inspired by willow pill’s rat look tbh…pink added in ofc. and the buttons on her skirt & jacket are little nyc manhole covers :3

#monster high #mh #monster high dolls #monster high gen 1 #monster high gen 3 #mh g1 #mh g3 #mouscedes king #art #digital art #procreate #monster high art #ahshdndnakwowoqpsjxsansriieaqiwinz

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lizzylifts · 11 months ago

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School list +little rant

School is starting next week for me and I'm poor af and low self esteem low, car broke down, and I need to use the bus for transportation but I need to go w my siblings. We don't have enough to do a shopping list and have to reuse items from last yr, and omg I've gained weight and none of my pants fit me.

Unless I can get tips to loose weight or how to 🏋 new clothes, except I'll need to go on the bus for anywhere. Also what do you guys do with the stuffs you 🏋 if you still live w ur parents. Bc idk what to tell them if I do 🏋 bigger items like clothes, what would I tell them bc we don't have money to buy anything so I'll get caught and asked where I got these items

I dont think I'll post frequently bc I have no where to go

If I do have a chance to 🏋 for back to school it'll have to be these items:

• star pimple patches (so cute and perfect when I need to hide big ass pimples)

• pimple patches(star patches don't work and are like just for show)

● new perfume(where's the best place to get perfume)

●new pants(I desperately need)

●Jewelry (need moree)

●makeup (I'm running out of a lot)

●pens, notebooks, planning journal, sticky notes (haven't shopped for supplies yet)

●claw clips, headbands

●razors, shaving cream(what's the best razors)

●makeup wipes and micellar water (i have nothing left...)

●nail polish, fake nails

●lip oils and glosses

●make up bag, pencil pouch

●socks and shorts

●skincare items, lotion

●water bottle, hydroflask or Stanley

Sometimes I wish I didn't have to resort to this method to be able to live comfortably and have items for school. Yet I also love the thrill and adrenaline I get.

I can't find a job for fcking life, but I'll continue trying igg. I refuse money define how I'll live and I'll eventually get whatever I want.

Thanks for reading my little rant,

Xoxo

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melkyt · 4 months ago

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Hell yeah thanks @khepiari for tagging me, been wanting to do this when i saw it going around cx

1) how many works do you have on ao3?

47 on ao3, two chilling on anon for now, even if its probably obvious its me in them rareship tags lol

2) what's your total ao3 word count?

916,672

I wish posting chapters on ao3 was easier since i have such a backlog, editing is the bane of my existence xd.

3) what are your top five fics by kudos?

The Truth Will Rend - 474

Forsaken - 369

Free in Spirit - 342

Awakening - 294

Conform - 249

Except Awakening, they are all MHA and i hope soon i get enough one piece fics to outrun them xd

4) what fandoms do you write for?

Im a one fandom kind of gal, so just one piece

5) do you respond to comments? why or why not?

I do not respond to comments until a fic is all finished. I had a really bad experience when answering comments in my last fandom and getting harrassed so now im cautious about it. I prefer people contact me in a chat if they want to talk.

I do appreciate all comments though!

6) what's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I dont do happy endings that often, i tend to add them after for my friends who dont like MCD xd

So i guess right now it would be Silence where Law dies doing Immortal Surgery, gets reborn thousands of years later and Luffy finds him.

7) what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Fortune maybe, everyone lives atleast and its sorta ends on a happy future xd

8) do you get hate on fics?

Used to constantly, so it overshadowed my enjoyment of the media. MHA folks cared to much about who Hawks was fcking and im an equal opportunity shipper who likes her age gap 'this is a problem' ships, so i got alot. Have a thicker skin now and less tendency to care if anyone likes/dislikes or reads my fic xd Still complain about it though xd

One Piece people are much nicer then my last few fandom, but also im a small fish in a big sea as a creator over here also have so many people blocked lolol

9) do you write smut?

Also used to write smut, erotica for moneys in college. I've been told Im good and should right more but I find it a little boring sometimes as an ace gremlin xd, has to be very specific vibes for me to do it with any kind of focus

Any smut I post now is going to be silly messy smut that i dont take specific care or attention to detail with. Smut thats more there to put character in situation and see what he does xd

10) do you write crossovers?

Yes? Maybe, I like the idea of putting characters in video games but its indulgent vibes that i never really put down on the page xd

I do it alot more crossovers for gift fics or requests

11) have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not fic but I had theory posts stolen because someone wanted clout in a fandom of like 150 people, like what? Baffles me xd

So now even though i fcking love meta, I dont post it xd

12) have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

13) have you ever cowritten a fic before?

I am way too much of a pantser to cowrite a fic, and also like to drive the train, so co-writing not for me

14) what's your all time favorite ship?

Honestly, I don't have a favorite ship, to me favorite means that im obsessed and biting them xd

I write alot of Lawlu, but its a casual kinda of interest where i like playing with them in fic

All my favorite characters do not have a counterpart that id ship them with as much, for now. I think with the latest chapters I might get one xd

15) what's the wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I finish fics before I start posting, so right now I only have one wip and its almost done hehehe. Then ill start another heheh excited

My MHA fics are unfinished in limbo on my ao3 but thats not because they are wips, its because *drama and harrasement* woo haha

16) what are your writing strengths?

Writing a fuckton of words daily (5k right now xd)

Dialogue, Interpersonal Banter brings me joy

Getting the vibes im going for across, usually the yearning heh

17) what are your writing weaknesses?

Short Stories, my writing always gets longer then it needs to be from the idea lol even though i want to make that 2.5k story that slaps one day xd Need smaller ideas lolol

Head Hopping, sometimes in first drafts thats a mess xd

Moving to quickly through scenes, i need to slow down and develop them. Now i dont fix that in fics i write for fun, but original writing i struggle xd

18) thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I know a bunch of languages in varrying degrees of understanding, Russian, Ukranian, Polish, Spanish etc but Im not a fan of having non-dominant language showing up in my own fic, it ruins the flow when my brain has to switch channels xd

19) first fandom you wrote for?

Shiki? I was fifteen?. Fucked vampires, lots of blood, gore and dark topics xd Not a great time of life for a baby gremlin Mel and it showed in the writing hahaha

I say i write dark topics now but kid me was much more wild xd

20) favourite fic you've ever written?

Oof, uuuh Break the Cycle is my first fic and longest for one piece, so just by time spent and because it has a big scope that has to be my favorite xd

I want to do another big scope fic and i think that one will take over as my new obsession unless i make it a comic xd

Tagging @cooknumber3 if you havent done it already and want to hehehe

#melkyt speaketh

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